Swamp and Circumstance
I find her on the bayou,
Her beauty capturing the light.
She calls to me affectionately
And I instantly feel better.
I am surrounded by water,
Egrets are all around us.
Isn’t she beautiful?
I never really understood her.
Years ago, I became burnt out.
I could not live in her swamp and circumstance.
I left for 18 years and came back.
I’ve appreciated her beauty ever since
Those who love her...
It is a constant devotion.
By Donald G. Redman
